Human affairs are like a chess-game: only those who do not take it seriously can be called good players. Life is like an earthen pot: only when it is shattered, does it manifest its emptiness.

What's the good of dragging up sufferings which are over, of being unhappy now just because you were then.

What must be shall be; and that which is a necessity to him that struggles, is little more than choice to him that is willing.

The real compensation of a right action is inherent in having performed it.

We deliberate about the parcels of life, but not about life itself, and so we arrive all unawares at its different epochs, and have the trouble of beginning all again. And so finally it is that we do not walk as men confidently towards death, but let death come suddenly upon us.

The foundation of the true joy is in the conscience.

Courage leads to heaven; fear leads to death.